"Yes......"

Seeing that the other party was so insistent, Ming Partridge couldn't say anything more. can only go down according to the meaning of the red silk.

After a while, the figure of the spaceship appeared in the barren sky of the red light district.

The policemen below fired multiple shots in exchange, but it was a headshot by the Black Blood Guard snipers. The police department below suddenly realized that the people above were not easy to mess with, so they all broke up one after another, pretending not to see it.

However, these few gunshots alarmed the people around them, and they scattered like beasts. Especially in those small alleys, there are a few people who ran out without lifting their pants.

The neon hit those guys, and for a moment this already unclean place seemed even more confused and pickled.

And in mid-air, through the hood, a platform appeared on top of the ship. There is a gray-red soft chair on the platform, which is very beautiful and atmospheric. Hong Aya sat on it, her slender legs crossed a few times from time to time, and her smooth and beautiful appearance made the entourage next to her unable to take their eyes off.

Eyes moved up again, Red Aya half-unbuttoned her gray shirt, the waves on her chest seemed to be exposed, and the perfect collarbone and slender neck made people feel the urge to take a bite.

However, the beauty at this time was not very happy, she just frowned, her red lips were slightly deflated, and she looked at the unsightly scenes below through the transparent information transmission screen in front of her.

It's not that she can't see these scenes, after all, she has seen those disgusting and deadly murder scenes. It's just that she really doesn't often experience this kind of thing that seeks spiritual happiness, and suddenly seeing multiple people exercising in some places, those slimy liquids, still makes her feel quite disgusting.

Another assistant next to her noticed that Hong Aya's mood was wrong, and immediately poured her a glass of red wine diligently, but the next second she was knocked over by Hong Aya.

"What do you think of this scene, can I have something to drink?" She looked up at the little assistant next to her, who was a little confused. Then he glanced at the glass ballast under his feet with a sneer. It wasn't a good wine at all, and a stinking smell of grapes permeated the shards.

"Do you think I'm good at serving?" Hong Aya asked lightly, the sand in her tone made the little assistant break out in a cold sweat.

"No, it's not like that, you, you're mistaken! I, I'm just ......"

"Just take a bottle of rotten wine that no one else wants to fool me, you are very brave." As he spoke, Hongling grabbed her chin, forcing him to look at him with a dodging look.

"Don't think that you did that little trick, I didn't see it, although I am just a dog next to the young master, but you remember, even if it is my kind of goods, you can't afford to provoke it." As he spoke, Hongling crushed his jaw, and then threw the wailing man in his hand to the ground like garbage.

"After all, my bloodline is still much more noble than yours. Put yourself in the right position and don't think about what you shouldn't have. No one in this world has dared to take anything from my hands except the young master. ”

She casually pulled a piece of paper from the table, wiped the blood from her hands, and then the attendant next to her discerningly carried the assistant with a broken mandible down.

Ming, who had not spoken, silently watched everything not far away. Despite their identities, she didn't sympathize with the unlucky one.

Because it was indeed that guy who made a mistake that shouldn't have been made, but there was a little misunderstanding of Red Aya. That wine was actually not dropped by the person just now, although that person also changed the wine, but he would never dare to fool Red Aya with such inferior wine.

The wine just now was actually changed by Ming Partridge, the purpose of which was to attract Red Aya's attention, so that she could take the opportunity to drug her in the next glass of good wine.

It's a psychological formula that tends to be followed by a greater liking to the latter, and a weaker sense of defensiveness.

It is this weakening of defensiveness that Ming Partridge wants. She watched as Red Aya picked up the cup and took a sip, looked at it for a while, and then put it down again.

She then got up from her chair, and the attendant next to her put on a trench coat for her. Hong Aya nodded lightly and said:

"The front is about to arrive, and I ordered the three groups of the action group to go down and take the lead first, and I remember that there seems to be a little problem with that entrance all along. You guys go ahead and fix it first. Leave five and seven groups on standby on the ship. The rest of the action team just followed me. ”

"Yes!"

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Anyway, the outside is coming in, and Luo Sheng is actually almost touching the inside. A few people searched a building, and almost all the previous ones were gone. Especially Luo Sheng, because of the space equipment, this time he simply made a lot of money.

So much so that Hua Jun Chengdu, who was next to him, couldn't stand it, and rolled his eyes vigorously and said hurry up and leave some bottoms for others. Because in his opinion, Luo Sheng's sweeping behavior is no different from locusts.

Hua Juncheng couldn't learn that kind of spirit from the ceiling to the soles of his feet, and he couldn't value everything here. could only look at Luo Sheng, and took away one thing after another from other people's black blood guards with a smile.

Even this picture reminded Hua Juncheng for a moment of the scene when his aunt went shopping abroad many years ago.

Now that I think about it, it's exactly the same as Luo Sheng's current style!

What beautiful porcelain, some jade pendants, some old antiques, collectible stamps...... Even the gold teeth on the stone lion at the entrance have been stripped off.

In this regard, Hua Juncheng expressed his great admiration, you know, you may not really see this side of Luo Sheng in normal times.

That's it? That's what you tell me it's a robot? Why am I so unbelieving? Is this coercion better than people?

I sent someone to lift up the land. Don't say it, if there is a sack, Luo Sheng is really likely to take him to do this.

In fact, most of the time, it should not be said that many years ago, Luo Sheng was a very frugal and simple person. I usually know how to live a good life, and after so many years of self-reliance, I am used to it. But if it was really according to her previous temperament, it is estimated that she would not be willing to take it again after taking a little.

But now that I've been with the mouse for a long time, his spirit of hard work is getting more and more thorough. So much so that even such a shameful thing as pulling out someone's front teeth inlaid with lions can be done.

To this day, Luo Sheng can say helplessly. He has been completely assimilated by rats.

From the time they came out to the present, almost every penny of this team is their hard work and sweat, and almost every penny is grabbed by them openly.

Something seems wrong? Whatever! Anyway, this kind of spirit is sure to make money and not lose money, but it is a bit of a waste of face.

I've been with rats for a long time, and although it will make people's IQ low, I can always learn something that benefits people.